I'm bout to freak this full out the king of the hillBig Will keepin' it real knees in da grillThe whole set all locked down, making you flock down, Where I'm at they here my rap, I be that cat to set trendsWhere y'all atOn the corner with your friendsHeard you screamin about cream in your rap kidYo my last check for Wild Wild West came on a flat bedOnce and for all lets get this straightHow you measure a rapper what make an MC greatIs it the sales? 20 millIs it the cars? Bentley'sIs it the women? JadaIs it the money? PleaseMr. Clean yet the fact remainGot girls that don't speak English screamin' my nameAll you rappers yellin' bout who you put in a hearseDo me a favor write one verse without a curse

I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)Don't sleep I'mma freak this (yeah, yeah)Yo it's smooth when I freak this (yeah, yeah)Lay back I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)Peep this while I freak this (yeah, yeah)Lay on back I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)

Aight one more gain deja vuUp the chart yo y'all see the way I flewCan't nobody do this the way I doYou like how I freaky freak this say I do (I do)Haters sick of the hits like the witch of the west nobody wicked as thisI read in Rap Pages they refer to me as softYeah, more like MicrosoftWill Gates of the rap gameQuintessential mega maniac what's my rap nameBig Will I'm the manNot conceded I'm as good as I say I amDang, diggy, dang, da-dang, da-dang, diggy, diggyBack with the TrackmastersThe bang, jiggy, jiggyYo, every time I shoot I scoreSo many awards I can start Grammy chess board

I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)You know you like this when I freak this (yeah, yeah)Watch me I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)Yo it's smooth when I freak this (yeah, yeah)

Uh I'm bout to freak thisI'm bout to freak thisI'm bout to freak thisTone and Poke lace tha trackI lace the rap, Jeff do the cutYeah what, Rob do the mix, tape to JLThen Tommy Mattola put it on sellThen come da moment of truthHot off the press to the DJ booth(Ay yo here it comes y'all that brand new Will Smith cut)As soon as it drop watch the phones blow up! BOOM then ship a millQuick to the storeWhat sold out?When y'all gettin moreFinally get it, bump the trackThen come the multi-platinum plaqueNow I'm gonna leave it up to youI bang the hits out just for youAnd then my dream come true(This year's American Music Award goes to)Huh, thank you

I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)Yo you know I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)Oh you like when I freak this (yeah, yeah)Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)Girl you know I'm bout to freak this (yeah, yeah)Yo peep it while I freak this (yeah, yeah)Ain't no way I gotta freak this (yeah, yeah)Yo you like how I freak this (yeah, yeah)Yo check this style when I freak this (yeah, yeah)Look at when I freak this (yeah, yeah)Yo you know I'm gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)Don't sleep I'm gonna freak this (yeah, yeah)What you want me to freak this? (yeah, yeah)Big Will just freak this (yeah, yeah)Ha, ha